Travels near and far

Month: January 2015

I’m writing this sitting in a cab on a noisy, dusty road in New Delhi, India. I’m watching scenes of morning hustle and bustle pass by: rickshaw drivers zigzagging with confidence in the rush hour traffic, honking frantically; a man peeing directly into the gutter; a barber vigorously covering a customer’s face with white foam; a stray cow sniffing a pile of rubbish; a street vendor pouring cupfuls of steaming milky tea; a thin woman in a sari balancing a heavy load on her head; a homeless man sleeping with arms outstretched and face to the sun in the middle of a busy pavement.